If This Is...

If this is your LOVE;
Let me feel its feathery touch.
Let me wallow in its truthfulness.
Let me run in its openness.
Let me feast in its vibrancy.

If this is your GRACE;
Let me postulate at its purity.
Let me inhale its truth.
Let me embrace its virginity.
Let me wash in its shroud.

If this is your PASSION;
Let me embrace its ferocity.
Let me suck in its maelstrom.
Let me breathe its power.
Let me dance in its rage.

If this is your CALM;
Let me savour its serenity.
Let me lay in its beauty.
Let me sleep in its solace.
Let me cry in its peacefulness.

If this is your BODY;
Let me drink from its depths.
Let me thrust in its crevasses.
Let me kiss all of its scars.
Let me lap up its moistness.

You said FOREVER...!!!

It hurts, I can't deny it.
I miss you,
I miss you so much but
there's nothing I can do about it.
You're gone.
Moved on.
Just like that,
One day you're my everything and
the next you've walked right out of my door,
leaving nothing but memories behind.
Tell me, how can you fall out of love so fast?
Baby, you said forever...

ना तुम आये, ना मौत आई...

हुआ यूँ कि इक दौर चला तनहाइयों का,

पर मेरी तन्हाई को मिटने,

ना तुम आये, ना मौत आई...

बड़ी आरज़ू थी तुम्हें सीने से लगाने की,

पर मेरे कलेजे को ठण्ड पहुँचाने

ना तुम आये, ना मौत आई...

बड़ी बेतरतीबी से इंतेज़ार किया,

हौसला कई बार टूटा

पर हर बार,

फिर से ख़ुद को तैयार किया..

ख़ुद से जो थी जंग मेरी..

पर इस जंग को अंज़ाम दिलाने,

ना तुम आये, ना मौत आई...

रास्ता तो मेरे सफ़र का

बड़ा सुना पड़ गया है..

हलचल जो कभी मच भी जाती,

वो तो तूफानों की मेहेरबानी है..

क्यूँकि फिर से इस मुर्दा रेह्गुज़र को

त्योहारों सी रौनक दिलाने,

ना तुम आये, ना मौत आई...

तुम अगर कभी भूले से भी आते,

तो यक़ीनन मेरी उम्मीद की

गलियों में जलसा सा लग ही जाता.

या अगर कभी मौत ही आती,

तो इस आशिक़ की आवारगी का

तमाशा ही लग जाता.

जो भी होता,

तनहाइयाँ तो मिटती.

बेचैनी तो जाती.

पर ऐसा कुछ भी ना हुआ क्यूँकि,

मेरे ज़िन्दा जनाज़े को कन्धा देने

ना तुम आये, ना मौत आई...

An Untold Story

I was on my way back to hostel, after a visit to my doctor as I was suffering from cold... I tell you cold is the worst disease to have... Its pathetic.. :P

On my way back I saw a lady with a man(who seemed to be her husband) and 2 kids. She was moving towards her car. Oh man... what a car it was.. awesomely awesome... :)
But I am not gonna write about the car here... What drew my attention were the words she was whispering in her hubby’s ears though her pitch didn’t allow it to remain a whisper... Her words were “Let’s get out of here as soon as possible. I am sick of this place. I donno how my mum lives here... Even my mum sucks... She is so poor... There is no standard...” And just then an old woman from inside of a home on my right came running with something in her hand. She summoned that lady and fed her with whatever she was carrying with her.  The woman informed “It is sweet curd and it will keep you safe through the journey and your journey will be successful”.  The old woman was her mother. After feeding her daughter, the old woman fed his son-in-law and the kids...

I looked at the faces of both the women standing there.

On one hand the old woman seemed to be very happy as she saw her daughter had a very happy family, well settled husband and her quality of clothes were so good. She had never imagined that she would be able to give her daughter such a kind of lifestyle, her own car, and any other thing to ease her life, though she had wished her daughter to have all those pleasures. But one can’t get anything just by making a wish. And now she saw all her wishes have come true. Every parent dreams of giving their children everything in this world that one can possibly think of. But trust me, if a parent can’t afford to fulfill the wishes of their children, it upsets them. So was the case with this old lady. She had always been so anxious, but now when she saw the lavish lifestyle, she was simply overwhelmed. She was so delirious that she almost seemed to burst into tears. But she thought if she cried it might make her daughter sad, so she just smiled, though her smile denied to be a simple smile and became a grin.

While on the other hand the daughter of this old woman seemed to be irritated and wished to run away from the very place as soon as possible. She was least bothered about her mother’s feelings. No matter how hard her mother tried, her daughter never seemed to be pleased with her efforts, and thought her mother is behaving very cheap and low class....

Now I want you to ask yourself a few questions...

Is this for what a mother nourishes her child with her love and affections that one day when they grow-up, they will treat her like dirt...??? Is this the future she had wished for herself???

Probably not... Or she never had time to think of her own future because she was too busy planning one for her child. The child whom she cared more than anyone and everyone in this whole world. But today for that child her mother is the last person to care about...

Isn’t the above incident just a glimpse of what is happening around us and within us???  Isn’t we that grown-up child and our parents that old lady...??? It was not only the story of that woman and her daughter but it is one of the many similar stories, yet untold. We say that we are grown up, but are we really??? Do we really behave like grown-ups??? Have we learnt the art of not being selfish??? Do we know how to care and spread love??? These are some lessons yet to be learnt, and our only teachers and inspirations are our own parents... So better take care of them...

Have a nice day.

आज भी...

तेरी यादों में सिमट जाने को जी चाहता है |
फिर से तेरी बाहों में लिपट जाने को जी चाहता है |
ये दूरियाँ अब और गवारा ना होती मुझे,
तेरे काँपते होठों को अपने होठों से सहारा देने को जी चाहता है |
तेरे आगोश में रह कर जीने की ख्वाहिश तो पूरी ना हुई,
पर तेरी पनाहों में सिमट कर मर जाने को जी चाहता है |
आज भी तुझे अपना बनाने को जी चाहता है...

Not You in The Kargil

In memory of the forgotten heroes of "Operation Vijay Kargil, 1999", who fought against the enemy of our country till their last breath. It was 26th July, 1999 when the war was officially declared over but the loss was insufferable... 527 jawans killed and more than 1,000 injured... I salute all those martyrs of the war with all my gratitude... We are thankful for all your selfless sacrifices...




I was in the green,
You were in the white.
Thinking of your life,
I passed sleepless nights.
You were in the wuthering heights.
In the midst of cold attacking waves
With your open eyes,
Even in the nights.
No one to question your might.
To save her is your birth right.

I Still !!!

I still miss you...
But not like I did before.
The intense aching I felt,
Isn't there any more.

I still whisper your name...
Not as often as I used to.
Now it may be once,

Before the day is through.

I still hear your voice...
Replaying in my mind.

But it's fading now,
Soon silence I will find.

I still think about you...
And wonder how you are.
But my feelings have changed,
And they don't go as far.


I still long for you...
To feel your touch.
But it's not like before,
I don't dream it as much.


I still feel you sometimes...
Maybe you're thinking of me?
Or maybe it's just a little memory,
Of how it used to be.


I still hear you say...
No one will love me like you do.
That's so hard to believe now,
After the hurt you put me through.


I still love you...
But it's just not as strong.
Because I'm letting you go now,
So we can both move on.


You still have a piece of my heart...
Because I always felt you here.
Now, I'm hoping and praying that,
That too, will quickly disappear.

अधूरे अल्फ़ाज़

Not everything in world reaches a perfect ending. I am leaving few of my thoughts incomplete as I find no reason for myself to bring them to an end.

"Completeness" gets its defination from what remains no more incomplete, as darkness is defined by the absence of light....

Let this time "emptiness" fill up your thoughts.

Hope you will like them......

"पागलपन छा जाए मुझ पर फिर से तेरा,

फिर से तू अपनी दिलकश हरक़त जो कर दे |

डूब जाऊं मैं तेरे हुस्न के दरिया में,

इस दीवाने की उल्फ़त में थोड़ी राहत तो कर दे |"

काश किसी दिन...

किसी दिन फिर से मैं तेरी जुल्फों को सहलाऊँ,

किसी दिन फिर से मैं तुम्हें "MAERI" सुनाऊँ |

चूम लूँ मैं तेरे होठों को इक दफा फिर से,

और फिर से तेरे आगोश में खो जाऊं किसी दिन,

काश किसी दिन....

किसी दिन फिर से समेट लूँ तुम्हें अपनी बाहों में,

किसी दिन फिर से भीग़ जाऊं तेरे हुस्न कि बारिश में |

देखूं तेरे साथ ढलता सूरज समंदर किनारे फिर से,

और फिर से तेरी पनाहों में सो जाऊं किसी दिन,

काश किसी दिन.....

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अब तुम ही बोलो...

मैं आज यूँ हूँ जैसे कोई

मोतियों का हार टूटा हो |

मुझे तो पिरोया था तुमने ही |

अब तुम ही बोलो,

तुम बिन ज़िंदगी ये मेरी,

कैसे कटेगी भला.....

दिल भी अब थकने लगा है मेरा,

साँसों ने भी मेरी

अब तो चलने से तौबा कर ली |

अब तुम ही बोलो,

तेरी खुश्बू बिन साँसें ये मेरी,

कैसे चलेंगी भला.....

लौट आओ

लौट आओ...
लौट आओ...

हमारी दास्तान आज भी अधूरी है,
हमारी दास्तान को पूरा करने की ख़ातिर,
लौट आओ |
हमारे दरम्यान जाने कैसी ये दूरी है,
इस दूरी को मिटाने की खातिर,
लौट आओ |


ज़िंदगी के ये लंबे रास्ते
अब तन्हा कटते नहीं |
अपनों से जो बढ़ गए मेरे फ़ासले,
आख़िर क्यों सिमटते नहीं |
पड़ गया हूँ अकेला तेरे बिना,
अब और दर्द सहा नहीं जाता,
बड़ा मुश्किल हुआ जीना |
अब मेरी हिम्मत जवाब देने लगी है,
मुझे ढाँढस बाँधने की खातिर,
लौट आओ |


लौट आओ कि अब खुद से भी मेरा विश्वास उठने लगा है,
लौट आओ कि अब वक़्त के गुज़रने के साथ मेरा दायरा भी,
आहिस्ते-आहिस्ते सिमटने लगा है |
लौट आओ कि अब मेरे कदम डगमगाने लगे हैं,
लौट आओ की अब मेरे पैर लड़खड़ाने लगे हैं |


ज़िन्दगी की इस ढलती शब् में,

शम्मा-ए-मोहोब्बत की लौ को,

आगे बढ़ाने की खातिर ,

लौट आओ |

तुमसे है ये गुज़ारिश मेरी कि,

एक आखिरी अलविदा करने कि खातिर,
लौट आओ...
लौट आओ...
लौट आओ...

ख्वाहिश - ए - नादान

ऐ ज़िंदगी, तुझसे कुछ पलों की

मोहलत चाहता हूँ मैं |
भुला कर अपने सारे ग़म, कुछ लम्हे
चैन से जीना चाहता हूँ मैं |
इस बनावटी चहल-पहल को भूल,
माँ की गोद में सिर रख, फिर से
सपनों को बुनना चाहता हूँ मैं |
वो बचपन की निश्च्छल हँसी, जो
वक़्त के साथ कहीं गुम हो गई,
उस हँसी को फिर से
हँसना चाहता हूँ मैं |
कि अब कुछ पल अपनों के संग,
थोड़े सुकून से जीना चाहता हूँ मैं |

ऐ ज़िंदगी, तुझसे कुछ पलों की
मोहलत चाहता हूँ  मैं |
एक दफ़ा और, वही नादान, मासूम सा
बच्चा बन जाना चाहता हूँ मैं..... 

कि अब कुछ पल चैन से जीना चाहता हूँ मैं....